Happy 100th birthday, Robert Johnson
Charcoal drawing by Rob Eder Often sleepless Thursday morning from 2 am til 6, as Kevin Vance hosts “Nonfiction Music”. I can’t hear the radio when we play it (too softly) in the treehouse, so I...
View ArticleDee-mo in town
Just as I turned off the light to head for bed last night, I heard the “boink” of a message. Susan DeMattei writes: “wanna go for a ride at 6 am tomorrow? She lives in Gunnison, Colorado, and only...
View ArticleYet Another Tour De Marin
Twenty years ago Barry London devised the legendary hundred singletrack miler known as “DeLa”–short for Tour De La Marin. I believe there have been races called the Tour de Marin in the 90′s, maybe...
View ArticleIrish champions Tarja and Niall spoil me
Yesterday was my first real day on the green island. I’d been scooped up from Dublin airport by Niall Davis, a downhilling pro with a brown curly helmet of hair, and scooted back to the Ballinastoe...
View ArticleIrish Dervish
I’ve read her books, well, four of the thirty or so she’s written. Written postcards and lobbed them overseas with nothing more than “Dervla, Lismore Ireland” for an address. She tells me that she’s...
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A half year ago Georgena Terry invited me to speak at her annual fundraiser, Wild Goose Chase. There is a wildfowl refuge called Blackwater out in eastern Maryland where there are some fine country...
View ArticleBig 5-Oh for Ken Eich
Up at 5, but today no pool. While the bread pudding with prickly pear syrup warmed up, I pumped the tires of the still quite new DeSalvo 29r up nice and hard. Fingers barely functioning in the frosty...
View ArticleHave it both ways
haircut day Last night I hit the sack with Charlie at nine, as usual. After five days of shivering, sweating, feeling horrible and doing even less than I normally don’t do, I was gonna kick this winter...
View ArticleThe definition of ‘wild’ keeps changing
Wild used to mean riding five hours to Tomales and back (80 mi.) , having lunch, then going out a few hours later for a three hour moonlight dirt ramble with Fisher, Koski and the boys. With nothing...
View Article2012 Induction, US Bicycle Hollow Fame
SeeKay, me, George Mount and Joe Breeze at Freeborn Hall. On a fine fall day, the great Peter Rich (owner of recently closed Velosport Bike Shop in Berkeley) picked me up from the bus stop to trundle...
View ArticleReunited, two ‘pipe guys’
Ken D. with Charlie and the ‘Cunningham V’ Today we had a visit from one of the original handful of ‘Ham owners, a fit gentleman who (as he put it) “rode his bike hard and put it away wet”. He’d raced...
View ArticleDavis hosts a party for the pedalocracy
Autumn in Davis is always colorful, exuberant, and bicycle-intense. Thousands of new students on campus figuring out how to get around the campus on two wheels (not all are adept, but most become...
View ArticleOffhand Manor Minor Mods
Now and then* Charlie will be confronted with small failures, disappointments and glitches caused largely by Things That Were Made Cheaply and Thoughtlessly. A consummate machinist and tool-user and...
View ArticleThe Moto Ides of March
March 14 (Pi day!!) and 15th (Julius Seizure Day!) marked a long-awaited road trip down to Santa Cruz. Bicycling in Santa Cruz easily rivals our riding here in Marin–both road and offroad–and for 25...
View ArticleThe Great Brain Robbery
Teatime at Offhand Manor. Photo: Carl Gooding In 1999, Trek bike company parasitized my years of hard work, good will, and brand management to sell to women. I used to be able to produce and sell out...
View ArticleSo long Owen
Last Saturday, a few of us convened to say goodbye to a friend and mentor who had died the previous month. Owen Mulholland (I’m leaning on him, and he’s with his twin, John Mulholland) was one of the...
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